BurningbirdGary’s one of my favorite weblogging folks–the sweetest guy in the block. So when my bud says we should provide a show of support for Davezilla, why, I jumped.
David (and Gary), this parody’s for you.
(Now, David, do you think I can get my weblog removed from http://www.davezilla.com/fucked/?)
Update Good material from Denise on the Godzilla vs. Davezilla cease and desist here and here.
Good Evening. Spotted Woman, here.
What is it with men and their toys to do housework? Now Eric has joined the Sudsy Men of Weblogging (look for the calendar, soon, at supermarkets everywhere) and posted a photograph of his favorite washing utensil–no, not another Dishmatique. At least, I don’t think it’s a Dishmatique. How can I tell? All of these dishwashing toys look alike.
Wanna know what I use for dishes? A dishwasher.
Eric did point to a new toy I would like to have — a Toshiba PDR-3300. I like my Nikon, but would really like to have more pixels under my belt. But instead of the Toshiba, I’ll take the Cannon EOS 1D.
(The Dishmatique link goes to a Google lookup on ‘Dishmatique’. I got a chuckle when I saw how much we’ve screwed around with the listings for this poor little product. Think we’ll get sued like Davezilla?)
Enough war stuff. The topic is important and there’s a whole lot of stuff going on in the country that deserves discussion, but we also want to have fun. We need to have fun.
For instance, I’m extremely curious as to see what Dorothea’s cookin up for the new weblog home. I have a bit of an idea (no telling though), but I am really looking forward to seeing the end result. And not just cuz Dorothea thinks I’m a cool person.
I’ve been reading quite a bit more recently, but haven’t been overjoyed with all the books I’ve checked out from the library. I love “Let us Now Praise Famous Men” for the rich imagery, but the others have been less than interesting. I’ll post the titles when I’m finished. (I usually read multiple books at once, trading off every night. I’m weird that way.)
It would be nice if all of the webloggers in my neighborhood listed their favorite books (favorites, not only the ones they talk about in public), so I could look for recommendations.
Hint. Hint.
Well, our effort paid off in that RageBoy has posted, meeting our demands for body parts and words.
You dipped your toe in Chris, but don’t run away. We would prefer your own words, and are hoping you’ll return…soon. You. Your words.
Loren from In a Dark Time is off to my favorite place in the entire world, Cannon Beach:
There is something both inspirational and moving about the ocean. As it turns out, I spent my first honeymoon at the beach, but I also drove down to the beach to clear my mind the night I decided to leave my first wife. Perhaps it is the sense of timelessness you sense at the beach that makes it such a good backdrop to make important decisions.
He also leaves a gentle admonishment to me:
…I really don’t need to get dragged into someone else’s battle now do, I Bb?”
Loren is referring to my posting yesterday where I used both his weblog and a posting by Glenn Reynolds as examples of intelligence and intelligentsia, respectively. The interesting thing about this post is that I wasn’t thinking of Glenn Reynolds or the warbloggers when I wrote it; it was actually directed elsewhere. However, in the midst of my war debates, and using Professor Reynolds’ quote, I could see why the assumption was made that I was pointing it at the the warbloggers and Professor Reynolds.
Regardless, good point and well taken Loren, but no worries–I’ve realized how wrong it is to drag another into my battles.
Speaking of Professor Reynolds, he did write something yesterday that I felt was both honest and sincere:
I don’t pretend to offer guarantees that American intervention in the region will make life better for the people who live there. I think it will, I hope it will, and I think we should do our best to make that so. But those are secondary objectives. The primary objective is to make clear to leaders that if their country threatens America, they, the rulers, will be out of power at best, and dead along with all their family and friends at worst. Is that “nice?” No. I don’t care.
There is no pretense in this statement, and I can respect that, as I can respect Andrew Sullivan’s statement (pointed to by Doc) along similar lines:
The far-left notion that this is a cynical war for “protecting American interests in the Middle East” is absurd. Such a war might indeed make the Middle East a safer place, but the war is about protecting America and the West, as well as liberating the Iraqi people from one of the most evil tyrants in history.
I imagine that Sullivan would concur with Reynolds in that freeing the Iraqi people is secondary to ensuring the safety of the West. If I disagree with both on the direction the US should take, I can respect their honesty.
One can talk, really talk, when all sides strip away rhetoric and side issues and focus on true opinions, concerns, and realities.
Speaking of battles and discussions, Jonathon suggests that I focus on debating Steven Den Beste rather than Eric Olsen and Glenn Reynolds. After reading the posts he references I agree with Jonathon. ( Though I think the link to the legal post is inaccurate; should it be this one instead?).
In particular, I appreciate Den Beste’s multi-part Ground war in Iraq as a point of beginning discussions. With such a careful and detailed analysis, there is much to respond to.
However, for a discussion on the legality of a unilaterial US invasion of Iraq, I would prefer to focus more on John Chipman’s America’s Right to Fight Iraq in the Financial Times (through Glenn Reynolds).
I’ll work on both posts as I wash all my clothes and vacuum in a vain attempt to rid myself of the Missouri buglife that has decided that I look like MacDonald’s Golden Arches. However, from readings on the subject of chiggers that Ben was kind enough to provide, it would seem it was my last foray into the wild that’s responsible for my current suffering and that only time will provide me a cure. Unfortunate as there are so many bites on my legs I look like I have the measles.
I have found Dante’s missing hell: it’s full of chiggers.
(And I’m still trying to figure out what caused the huge bite that’s so inflamed–a mosquito couldn’t have caused this, could it? What kind of mosquitos live in Missouri–reincarnated fighter pilots?)